Touch of Insanity

Say It, If It's Worth Saving Me (Blazed&&Love Dove)

Honestly until I get to it I don't know if she will either. It keeps flipping back and forth in my mind xD

Say It, If It's Worth Saving Me (Blazed&&Love Dove)

zomg amazing post <3 I'll most likely post tonight.

Vampiric Soul (Ariaretta and Touch Of Insanity)

The moment the unwelcome guest had made their way into her building Lacey had been notified. She knew everything that was going on in her building. This was the main branch of her company, that made her father and herself the third riches people in the world. So after hanging up her phone, she sat in her dress, her legs crossed under her black pencil skirt. She leaned back in her chair, her fingers tapping along the dark wooden desk, her eyes watching the door in a cold stare. What fucking cop thought he could march into her building without her permission. Someone was going to pay for this. If it wasn’t some fucking cocky ass cop, their head would be blown off the moment they opened her door.

It was then that she could hear the raising voices of the people coming down the hallway. From what she could tell there was at least two men, one older than the other as a number of her employee’s chased after him before the door opened. Her eyes narrowed more when she saw the thing in his mouth. She stood up quickly her hands coming down hard on the desk, she almost forgot to let up some of her force and would have smashed the thing to pieces. “Put that fifty thing out!” She screamed her voice ice closed and harsh, almost growling at him.

She could hear her secretary calling out from behind the man rolling out excuses of her failure to stop it. “Get the fuck out of my building. If you have something to discuss with my father or myself then you may do so tomorrow through our lawyers. “ She said her tone not changing or faltering before she continued totally unfazed by this surprise visit. “If you do not leave willingly I’ll have you escorted out, you are trespassing unless you have a warrant, which I presume you don’t since it fucking two in the morning.” She wanted this trash out of her building now.

Say It, If It's Worth Saving Me (Blazed&&Love Dove)

Hearing the picture frame’s glass shatter, the two quickly shot a look over towards the sound, as some glass shot over at Carla cutting her cheek just a little. A faint little red line burned on her cheek as she quickly looked back at Ethan, him still frozen looking at the picture. It had only been a few seconds since the picture hit the floor, before Kimberly’s voice boomed through the kitchen, Carla tensed just as Ethan did. The two were now watching Kimberly as her heels clicked quickly across the floor before she reached down to the picture frame. Carla wasn’t sure who she was more afraid of at the moment. The monster on the other side of the table or the she-devil mob boss daughter that was pretty ready to kill the both of them. Carla was pretty sure in that tight dress that Kimberly didn’t have a gun, but maybe being killed in other means was worst.

Ethan was the first to speak, making Carla cover her head shaking again, as the anger within the thin tall woman was unleashed on her bodyguard. Carla was the type of person to freeze in the sight of danger. She was like a mouse trapped in the corner, the cat just waiting for her to make the move and send her through hell. Hearing the chair move the moment Ethan was gone, Carla shrunk back into the other chair away from Kimberly as she was screamed at again. She looked up at Kimberly crying as well before nodding with fear taking over her whole body. She quickly crawled around the table and ran at full speed, her steps soundless as she only made the stairs groan a little before she opened a few doors and closed them before finding her room and closing the door quickly. She blinked a few times before pushing over a dresser in front of the door.

She slipped to the floor, taking in sharp shallow breaths as she hyperventilating, the cut on her cheek now leaving a small trail of blood down her cheek. Carla felt like she was going to die.

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It took almost two hours for Carla to calm down, she fell asleep laying on the floor just before the dresser she pushed in front of the door, the lights had never been turned on. She wasn’t sure what time it was when she woke up stiff and in pain. She groaned a little trying to work out the stiffness in her neck before rolling her shoulders and arching her back. She reached up to her cheek and touched it trying to remember what happened to her. She forgot the cut on her cheek as she tried to rub off the crusted blood on her cheek before breaking the seal and the blood touched her fingers. It was then that she recalled being cut and finally stood up. She turned on the light, and turned to the mirror in the room before looking around the room to find something to clot the blood again. She found some tissue and held it to her cheek as she sighed sitting on the bed. She looked around the room, quiet for a long time.

When she finally noticed Ethan sitting outside her window, she screamed a little and rushed to the other side of the room watching him roll his eyes grumpily before looking away again. It took her a bit to get herself calm again. She looked around the room just thinking, her mind racing with too many things to count. She finally decide she was going to try and break out of this house. She threw her bloody tissue on the bed and struggled with the dresser as she pushed it across the floor, it loudly echoing it’s way downstairs.

Sighing a little when the dresser was out of the way, she peeked out the door a little, knowing Ethan was watching her. She looked back at him with a matching cold look. “I have to piss, I’ll be more then welcome to do it on the bed asshole.” She said wondering if he could hear her or not. He still looked at her his eyes a little narrow before she sighed and pushed her knees together and held her hands over her lady bits and did a dance. He struggled not to smile and pointed towards the bathroom before looking away. Carla smirked. “Sucker.”

Little did she know that every room but her own was reinforced with bars on the windows, and an odd board system. Carla was almost ready to give up and just cry again, when she realized the woman from before wasn’t up here. So slowly she went towards the stairs to see a light beaming from the living room right next to the front door. Surely there was another way to get out of here. Sadly Carla found out after walking around the main floor that she was fucked. She was just about to tip toe towards the door and try and get away, when she narrowed her brown eyes. There was another one of those card things that hotels had on the front door too. She really was a prisoner. Seeing that her only hope of getting out was that window upstairs she started to cry softly.

She just stood there staring at the door, all the weight of her problems and events of the last two days crushing her. She heard a page of a book flip over again, finally snapping herself out of it making her tip toe towards the living room and peeking in. Her eyes widened at the sight of the gun. She looked back at Kimberly who looked far too into her book to have noticed Carla there. She knew that by now Ethan would have wondered where Carla was, just before Kimberly’s phone started to ring. Carla’s eyes went wide and she panicked. She ran into the room clumsily grabbing the gun and pointing it at Kimberly. “Let me go.” She yelled still crying. She was confused, lost, and totally alone.

Vampiric Soul (Ariaretta and Touch Of Insanity)

Lol yeaaaah. xD

Vampiric Soul (Ariaretta and Touch Of Insanity)

No, no, that's totally fine. Then James is a B type and Lacey is a C time.

Vampiric Soul (Ariaretta and Touch Of Insanity)

No it's fine, doesn't bug me.

Vampiric Soul (Ariaretta and Touch Of Insanity)

I didn't forget about you.

Oh okay :) so they can have children. They just become human and then can be turned. I was had Lacey as a human born from humans anyways. You'll find out later how her father and herself got turned.

Vampiric Soul (Ariaretta and Touch Of Insanity)

Hey sorry for being late with the post, things got a little crazy D:

I put a picture in front of my posts to show the character :) You don't have to do it, it's just a weird quirk of mine.

Vampiric Soul (Ariaretta and Touch Of Insanity)

The head office of Liberate Recover Bank was in the busy part of New York, a good distance away from the Dune home. Therefore, Lacey Dune, the daughter of the founder of Liberated Recover Bank was at the head office alone and at the late hours of the night. Lacey had fed before she came, just in case she was trapped in the loud, busy building the next day. Only right now it was quiet inside, only a few workers left behind to work during the night to keep things running smoothly.

Lacey’s eyes were dark, as she walked down the dimly lit hallway, her hands pushed into her jacket pockets as her heels echoed down the tiled hallway. Pursing her lips slightly, a nice red colour, her hair was pushed all the way back into a straight ponytail, showing her hazel eyes to the world. Feeling a buzz in her pocket she let her eyes move to the left for a moment before moving back forward to look at the nothingness in front of her. Her hand grasped the Iphone in her pocket before pulling it out and looking down. It was a message from her father, just useless stuff, that he wanted to know about when she got back.

A snarl of discus for her father twisted onto her face, before she quickly composed her emotionless cold expression. Her father was a man that controlled every part of her life, like she was his tool to use. She hated the man and would someday be the one to kill him. However, there were too many things getting in her way of killing him, and with the odd number of centuries that had passed since she learned the truth of his ugly self. Something she was now herself, and because of this immoral state, she was forever trapped as his second in command. Life as she knew it was still moving, but she was forever frozen. How much could she learn and how long could they pull of playing the owners of this bank before someone found out. Closing her eyes just slightly she turned the corner, and pushed her phone back into her pocket.

She could hear the people around her, not just inside put outside. All alive, all living, all normal. She hated people, she hated everyone. Yet she had to deal with them every day of her never ending life. “Miss Dune!” Called a woman’s voice.
‘Great’ Lacey thought before opening her eyes again and looking over her shoulder as an older woman ran towards her, the fat on her moving to a point where Lacey want to vomit. Yet Lacey said nothing and only kept her cold eyes on the woman.

“I’m so sorry you had to come in by yourself. No one informed me that you were coming in tonight.” Useless chatter, that is what it was. Why would Lacey need someone to walk her everywhere when this was a place she owned? It would be like having someone show her where the bathroom was in her own home. Stupid. So with that Lacey said nothing and started walking again. “Miss, Dune!” the woman said again before charging after Lacey again, yet the only thing Lacey could do was tune her out and keep walking.

It wasn’t long until she was in her office alone, time passed and she was able to take a small break. Pushing herself away from the computer and off the chair she turned away from the desk and looked out the large window behind her. The lights, in the city were like stars. The cars on the streets, like the farmers under the sun and the people. . . so many people, the planets in the field. What it was to live as a child. Something she longed for, but could never have again. Trapped in a city so busy, with so much noise. Even at two in the morning. It was as if there was no time for peace in New York.